Halloween Countdown: Our Dog’s Costume

As new puppy owners, this particular post and decision was the single most important experience of the Halloween season—choosing what the dog was going to be for Halloween. In fact, it was one of the first questions people asked us when we first got the puppy. “Will you dress her up for Halloween?” they asked us in a joking but ominous way. And we would laugh the question off—even dismiss it—because no, we probably wouldn’t. We weren’t those kinds of people.

Except even in laughing it off, we knew. We knew. And as October edged closer, and as the pet costumes began to appear on the shelves, suddenly that section of the store had an overwhelming gravitational pull to it. We could not resist it. After some deliberation and the sort of joint-decision making usually reserved for finances and major life changes, we decided Penny would be a shark for Halloween.

Initially, I bought her a size small costume, which I was horrified to learn was way too small and did not fit her. A freaking five-month-old puppy not fitting in a small. It only further confirmed my worst fears. When we adopted her, we knew she was a beagle mixed with some kind of poodle. We didn’t know what kind of poodle, but the shelter thought it was probably a small one and that she wouldn’t get very big.

I’m beginning to think it was a big one.

In just two months since we’ve had her, our sweet little puppy has transformed in a monster poodle beast. Let me show you:

Sweet little puppy:

Monster poodle beast:

So yes, judge us all you want for being those nutcases who buy their dog a Halloween costume, but damn it, it’s our American right to do so. At least we’re not going to do something wacko like match our own costumes with the dog. Edit: nevermind. I’m going to be a Street Shark for Halloween. Me and my dog are going to be a shark gang.


This might look like the wife is torturing the dog, but the dog was actually really enjoying all of this immensely. She didn’t exactly want to wear it, but she did want to play tug-of-war with it.

We knew putting the dog in the costume was going to be a challenge, but it was more like a cross between trying to wrap the dog in a shark-shaped diaper and a blood feud.


The next challenge was to try and photograph the dog. We have a difficult time photographing her under normal circumstances, but the shark costume gave her a new energy level we simply had not witnessed before. Some dogs freeze or whimper or try to paw their costumes off. Penny just ripped around the dining room trying to play with the costume while it was on her.

Here are a couple of outtakes of trying to photograph her.

Finally I got her to sit down, which doesn’t exactly show off the shark costume, but it does show off one hundred dollars worth of puppy training classes in which she has learned precisely one trick.

Eventually we had no choice but to bribe her with a Frosty Paws. Frosty Paws are those weird cups of dog ice cream they sell at the grocery store. No idea what’s in them, but they make the dog forget the entire world about her. We bribe her with them to trim her nails and I’m pretty sure she would let us perform open heart surgery on her as long as we put a cup of Frosty Paws in front of her.

So yeah, I’m going to keep chasing that second objective until I get a really good picture of the dog in her costume. It’s an official Halloween Mission, along with tracking down those candy corn Oreos and pumpkin spice Eggo Waffles.

This concludes the first week of the Halloween Countdown. See you Monday for more junk food, some vintage Halloween toys, and some weird crap I found at the dollar store!

12 thoughts on “Halloween Countdown: Our Dog’s Costume

  1. Oh, that is brilliant. I was going to dress my dog up like Tock, the giant watchdog from The Phantom Tollbooth.

  2. I got the Pumpkin Spice Eggos at Target. I didn’t know you were looking or I would have gotten you a box. Lemme know if you want me to go back and pick you up a box or two.

  3. Haha, this post is beyond awesome. She is so cute! Of course she needs a costume. Of course you’re going as a shark gang. And we too obsessively hunt for candy corn Oreos. They are our white whale.

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